#dawnarose

     THE SYSTEM IS DONE FOR ; if you listen here closely, there's an echo in the galaxy, a resounding leveling of the force that can finally, at last, start to emulate peace. A long awaited neutrality, a balance. And oddly enough, its almost familiar. Something similar had once begun to form, a wisp of possibility existed with the beginnings of Skywalker’s temple. And with one mistake too many, it came crashing down like rain from the sky, collecting for all to see. Its almost tangible - the flicker of fire across water a shadow in his mind’s eye.

     In that small amount of liquid -- blood // water, settling into the soil and poisoning the ground beneath it. Rownei is sure, should he choose to return, that there would still be a haunting fog of what had transpired there. A heavy atmosphere where there had almost been balance. It failed. Kylo would not. 

     And this girl, this scavenger turned Jedi -- Rey. Already training students, and Rownei can’t help but wonder if she, like her Master, would once again write the firm lines between good and bad, light and dark. Would she perpetuate it? Fight to be rid completely of the dark in clear negligence of the need for it? There is the necessity for both in every person. As the force, so the wielder. --- But, she seems to understand it better than Skywalker. The atmosphere lingering around her different, her effect on the force bordering closer to that middle ground the Knights so often linger in than his strict idling in the purest of light. And despite this, she keeps foraging her own path while keeping it interlaced with the Resistance. 

          “ Already teaching. ”     Posed as an idle remark, though he’s long been considering what she could possibly be passing down to her students,     “ Are you really going to perpetuate an obviously flawed system? ”

      ❝ it’s times like these i’m glad alcohol exists. ❞

       the woman states dry in tone with a slight smirk, brandishing a glass of wine though the number it had been in line in hand was yet to be determined -- working at least to ease nerves. still, it’s good to see a relatively familiar face here -- more familiar than most at any rate.

              ❛   Oh, this ?  It’s only the  BEST  costume here --- because it’s true !  We really are besties !  Super besties, even !   ❜   SHE’S   so excited to tell anyone who’ll listen that, quite frankly, Ruby can’t even remember if she asked.

              ❛   The shirt’s aaaall mine, but the rest is all thanks to her. She’s got an eye for this stuff --- Weiss is around here somewhere !  You can’t miss her. Heh --- y’know --- ‘cause we match ?   ❜

✧*:･ﾟ| IT appears as if a nerve has been struck, something of which being no fault of his own. As much a stranger as those they speak of, he treads, not quite carefully, but GENTLY. ❝I see this is a familiar subject to you,❞ a gentle remark passing betwixt thin lips; CURIOSITY LIMITLESS, yet not with the tact of a child.

AN open invitation hangs in the air, a breath held, a quiet pause before he speaks up again, ❝children often enjoyed my company, for my work involved REACHING OUT to them. My dreams of distant planets, stars collapsing into dust, the force of gravity itself in its most powerful form. But when they grow older and older, the interest wanes.❞ He shrugs. ❝My work is easy to talk about.❞

YET, more difficult experiences lurk within a shattered mind, concepts ABSTRACT AND TERRIFYING. The very fabric of the universe itself grasping him tight in its maw, filling the insides of his skull with incomprehensible music. Time moving so slowly, a single blink of the eyes took months.

          DISTRESS signal had been received and the time had come. no longer could Inuja stand idly, supporting in the shadows. the war with THE FIRST ORDER had gone far enough. there was not much more to lose. with just a little bit of negotiation, parliament and the royal family agreed to go all in with the rebel alliance. giving them a new place for the survivors to call home. a safe place to recruit new members. the galaxy depended on it. 

       it had been a few weeks and they had set GENERAL ORGANA and the remainder of her crew up with a hidden base and living quarters for participants. stipend and whatever else they could do for the rebels to live and work. 

        word had spread fast of their recent successes. LEADER SNOKE was dead and they seemed to be regrouping...for now. with the legendary help of LUKE SKYWALKER and a new jedi. the royal family was informed about it all. the princess enchanted by such heroics. the force being an old ‘magic’ on this planet for eons. used by monks and some members of the royal family. only strong enough to see into someone’s FUTURE, though. never had they thought of USING it. 

         it was TIME to become acquainted. PROPERLY. down she went, escaping the hustle and bustle of the palace and into the lush green Inujan jungles to the rebel base. 

          curious, the inujan princess’s eyes were all over the place, carefully stepping out of anyone’s way and being greeted formally when recognized. giving a quick formal greeting back of her own, she wandered into the base, observing all of their gadgets and maps before stopping short at the woman with her back turned. she knew EXACTLY who that was. 

           twiddling with her fingers, silver and white colored robes dangled loosely by her arms, unable to speak momentarily. someone who came from nothing and was so BRAVE. so full of FIRE. to do what was right.

        she was holding an Inujan device, trying to decipher it. stepping a little closer, eris sheepishly sidestepped, delicate hands outreaching to point for her. “ click the middle button and twist the top. “ 

         if she had done so, the orb would have opened up and revealed a tiny terrarium with spinning orbs of light and a little song. it was a music box.